A New Day

Every day at my house is a “new day”. I have a mother with Dementia, Alzheimer’s type
with psychotic episodes. So what can I say? I love her I do, with all my heart and
I’m here with her to try and make her last few years as good as they can be. I’m her
daughter, her case manager, her maid, cook, and gardener. She is resentful. She is
hateful towards me, she berates me on a daily basis and yes, I ignore it all and decided
to start a blog to try and help other people because that is what I do best. That is what
makes me happy in life. Life is so limited that you have to take what you get and make
the best of it.